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Thou hast summoned me forth from the dusty grave,
For thy will is a magic spell;
In my soul thou hast kindled the flame of love,
And the flame thou canst not quell.

O press thy mouth upon my mouth!
I will drink thy soul away.
Ah, mortal breath is divine! The dead
Have a thirst that none can stay.
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